my old life

Chapter 2412
I was woken up early in the morning, and the sky outside was still gray, and my whole body seemed to be broken, and I didn't want to move.

"Why do you get up so early? Didn't you say that no one usually comes?"

"Your chance to become stronger is coming, and you can choose to continue sleeping."

"Haha, I'm just kidding, I'm in good spirits!" I struggled to get up from the bed, and I couldn't move for a long time.

At this moment, I felt that my face was full of excitement, and my heart was full of energy... If I talk too much, I will cry!

Putting on a white Taoist uniform felt like a different person, and a pair of flat shoes felt like I was not wearing shoes.

I followed Mike to an open space, but there was no one around. I thought to myself, what kind of trouble is this going to be?

Mike stood by himself, as if he was waiting for something. I thought he might have come to the wrong place, right?

I don't know how long it has been since Mike came back. He will inevitably forget it after a long time. It is really possible that he has found the wrong place, but it is not easy for me to remind...

I stood stupidly behind Mike, letting time go by slowly, when did I suffer from this bird crime since I was a child?

Although it is said that the Land Rover can only be driven through hardships, but this kind of suffering does not produce any value at all, it is simply asking for hardship...

Soon some people came to the open space, and gradually there were more and more people. I counted a total of nine people, and counted Mike and I were eleven.

The little junior sister who delivered rice balls to Mike yesterday was also among them, she looked cute with a flushed face, she quietly stood beside Mike.

Mike is very handsome, with blond hair and facial features. Anyway, I am ashamed of myself, and it is reasonable to meet a few little fans.

It's a pity that she doesn't know what kind of person Mike is, let alone that he is a world-class gangster.

I glanced at my watch and the time was already 05:30. At this time, the old Taoist slowly appeared, still looking wise and foolish.

The old Taoist didn't speak but just waved his hands, and a group of people started running around the open space with very light footsteps.

I feel like everyone is tapping the ground with their toes, only my footsteps are louder, I don't know what kind of routine this is.

Wait, Mike ran so fast when he went up the hill, can this also be practiced?
I looked like I started to walk lightly, but after running for two laps, I got tired and cramped, it was even more tiring than running at a loose pace...

After running around the open space for more than a dozen laps, my head was already sweating, and I was paralyzed from exhaustion before I even started... I thought this could be a warm-up, right?Who warms up and runs a dozen laps?

I think my physical fitness is not bad at ordinary times, but there is no harm if there is no comparison, and everyone else present looks normal.

The old Taoist started to put on a posture, and then everyone followed suit, and I followed behind and watched with wide-eyed eyes.

Although I haven't practiced by myself before, I have seen it on TV, but now it feels different.

This movement is slow and weak, like doing Tai Chi, what can you do slowly?

I patiently followed the gestures, but I didn't expect to feel very tired after gesturing for a while. This is not the fatigue of sudden exertion, but rather a feeling of weight-loss exercise.

It takes strength to maintain a slow movement. I didn't expect such a slow movement to be so tiring, and my legs are sore!
Waking up early in the morning, a group of people here are slowly doing Tai Chi, which is completely an unprecedented feeling, like strengthening the body but without any lethality.

In the past, I always felt that those old men who did Tai Chi had no strength, and seemed to be gesturing slowly, but it was only after I did it myself that I realized that it was not the case at all.

It takes a long time to make a horse stance, and the two hands are slowly paddling back and forth in the air, but after a long time, the arms feel sore, and they feel sore without much effort.

Strength is a slow release process, I think it should work on endurance, more on physical fitness.

I don't know what Mike is doing, and I don't know what the old Taoist has to make Mike so obsessed.

Time passed slowly, I looked down at my watch and it was only 10 minutes, but it felt like an hour!

At this moment, I am like a student participating in a Taijiquan training class, and also like an old man in his seventies and eighties wandering around the square park, without any trace of vigor.

Wait, is this a way to sharpen your skills?

I don't know what Taoism emphasizes, but I know the principle of self-cultivation and self-cultivation. Is this the essence?

I followed the gestures again and again. Taijiquan couldn't be simpler. The movements are slow and the moves are simple. As long as you are not stupid, you can basically learn it.

Even if you don't know any routines and moves, you just need to follow along and gesture slowly, just like slowing down...

After an hour of hard work, I felt my whole body soaked and my breathing became short of breath.

This is the first time I experience this kind of feeling, without any drastic action, everything is carried out slowly, at most it is half smooth.

The connection between each movement of Lao Dao is very smooth, but the movement is a bit slow, but if the movement is fast, there will be no such feeling.

To put it simply, a set of Taijiquan requires 10 minutes of gestures, and there will be no fatigue at all after 1 minute of quick gestures. On the contrary, the longer the time, the easier it is to get tired.

After an hour, everyone disbanded. I saw that each of them was holding tools such as hoes and shovels, and it seemed that they were going to plant vegetables or something.

I followed them and took a look. Behind the gymnasium is a wasteland, where a lot of green vegetables are planted, but I can't name them.

It would be understandable if a group of old men were playing Tai Chi and growing vegetables here, but what are the young people among them doing here?What can be learned here?
Seeing them busy farming one by one, I suddenly changed my mind. This kind of pastoral life might be good.

As the saying goes, people have their own aspirations, and everyone has the right to choose their own way of life. I can't understand it but I can't slander it.

I know very well that in this world, don't use your own ideas to apply other people's ideas. What I think is not necessarily what others think, and the value I think is not necessarily the value of everyone.

Suddenly I found that Mike was not there. I had no idea where he went just now. Could it be that he is still in the open space?
I turned my head and ran back to the open space quickly, only to find that Mike was indeed here, and the old man did not leave.

"Teacher, can you teach me again?"

"Yes, you can learn something by remembering it with your heart."

"Okay, I'm ready." Mike looked serious, as if he was learning some trick.

Both Mike and Lao Dao saw me, but they didn't let me join or let me go, as if they ignored me.

I thought in my heart that the old man must teach Mike some things alone, either these things have no secret value, or they are not afraid of being seen by me...

I think it should be the kind that is not afraid of being seen by me, even if I see it, I can't learn it. I sat by and watched quietly.

The old man made a starting gesture, which is still a slow Taijiquan, but this time the routine is obviously different from the previous one.

As the saying goes, Yiduo is not overbearing, they are not afraid of being seen by me, but they should not underestimate the mind of an old man!
I took a deep breath and quickly relaxed, and silently unfolded a deck of playing cards in my heart, using 52 cards to memorize an action alone!
This kind of memory method of separate memory and overall memory is just like the one used to remember faces in Changle Gate Dungeon, it can memorize more content to the greatest extent in a short time.

I began to follow the old way to make gestures, and several movements were divided into a memory point, which was strengthened once in my mind and then completely set aside, and started the next memory again.

The method of separating memories is like recording cards. When needed, look for them separately from the memory, and then connect the entire memory in series.

When people memorize as a whole, they can't concentrate at all, and they can't concentrate on the memory points. After reading it, they can only roughly remember a few impressive places.

Split memory is to look at a sentence alone, keep this sentence in your heart, and don't think about what it means, just remember a sentence.

Using poker to represent the order of memory is like writing a sentence on each poker, without thinking about any meaning, and then splicing the memory separately after the memory is completed...

(End of this chapter)